The spectators started to get agitated, and some wanted to leave, and perhaps some of them asked Elena for the refund of the money paid for the ticket...s. The tickets for the performance cost $70 each, so it was a lot of money that the poor woman would have to refund to all spectators.But Elena said to them, “Don’t worry, please do not leave. The performance will take place as scheduled. I promise. ”Elena asked the spectators to follow after her. She went to the empty parking lot and stopped on. "Now get over to the bed before I call the staff to come and thrash you!" she told him, blood now racing through her veins. With a worried look, the boy stood and hurried across to where the straps hung, holding his wrists together over his head so Molly could climb onto the foot of the bed and more comfortably tie his wrists together.Once done, she fell back onto the bed and looked at the boy while inhaling her mistress's perfume. Molly laughed. She liked teasing boys almost as much as she. She was flattered that he thought she was so great (even if it had to be about her pussy), because she never had great self esteem. He had been her older, favorite brother whom she admired and looked up to. Before, she had thought men probably said such things because she let them fuck her. Now, she was on the verge of believing that a man really loved her for herself. Kahoku could have been any man; he just happened to be her brother.Now, she saw him not as her brother, but as a man who was. Mostly wears Salwar. I had a lust for her since we first met 4 years ago. She started a boutique and my mom was the sole investor in her boutique. So both were 50-50 partners. she would manage boutique my mom would manage finances. so it was normal for us to visit them and uncle and aunt to visit us. Gurpreet uncle and Deepjeet aunty did not have any biological child as aunty could not conceive. They adopted a 2 year son 2 years ago from an orphanage.Let me come to the story now. It was a time.